Just when I was in a hurry and could not wait to die, I noticed Bill's eyes move, and his brow furrowed as if he were in pain.
"Bill, do not be scared, Uncle. No, Dad's here."
I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, the way Fay used to soothe him.
After a while, a pair of pure and beautiful eyes came into view.
"Are you awake?" I am very happy inside.
He looked at the surroundings very strangely and asked doubtfully, "Where is this?"
"This is our home." I said with a smile.
He looked at me like a stranger, "Home?"
"Yes, you do not remember? I am a father." Seeing his strange appearance, I had to test him.
I lifted him up and leaned against the pillow.
His hand clutched his head tightly, and he looked very pained. I cursed the hypnotist in my heart. Was he succeeding? If he had succeeded, how could he look like that?
"Dad?" I heard incredulity in his tone.